A little black boy's trip around two corners to buy his mother a birthday plant is transcribed with all the pique he feels when passing strangers call him cute, all the pride he feels when the florist treats him like a real customer and not a kid, and all the terror occasioned by the fierce-looking bulldog that has somehow escaped from its yard. But the bulldog only looks at Donny and goes back to his yard; Donny, though ashamed of being scared, is glad that he didn't run; and once he's home, his mother loves the plant that he got her ""all by himself."" Agreeably empathic.